Bondage

"I haven't heard what your husband said, why don't you say it again?"

"I……"

Jiang Xingjian looked up, only to see that Song Wan's bright eyes were full of disappointment.

The second half of the sentence suddenly got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore.

It was the first time Song Wan refused to let go, and asked coldly: "I didn't catch what my husband said just now."

Although she has a cold temperament, she has always been gentle and docile, and has never been so aggressive.

Jiang Xingjian thought over and over again, and explained: "I will enter the palace with Jiayue, empress..."

"Jiang Xingjian."

Song Wan stood up, looked down at him condescendingly, his brows were as cold as ice: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Concubine Jiang liked Jiayue very much after seeing Jiayue, and she has been promoted as a noble concubine. She saw that Jiayue is quite talented, so she proposed that she and you take care of the inner house of the Marquis Mansion. The affairs of the mansion are complicated, and multiple people can help There is nothing wrong with you sharing one or two."

"There's nothing wrong with a good one."

Song Wan clutched the handkerchief and shook violently.

She is a daughter of a decent official family. She has lived for 18 years and has never suffered any grievances. Now she is humiliated by Jiang Xingjian repeatedly. How can she bear it?

"In the whole world, I am afraid that there is no family with three generations of mistresses, but one concubine is in charge of the family. If I knew that the Hou's family was broken and happy, and disregarded ethics, my Song family would never marry with it."

"I will hand over the cards in the mansion to the old lady today. As for who will take care of the house in the future, it has nothing to do with me, so that if something dirty happens, it will be blamed on my daughter of the Song family."

Song Wan turned and left, Heng Zhi and Zhao Mama hurriedly followed, Heng Wu looked at Jiang Xingjian, who was blushing, and spat: "Immorality."

The maids and mother-in-law in the main courtyard of the Lanting Hulala scattered cleanly, leaving only Jiang Xingjian who was suffering.

"Miss……"

Zhao Momo looked at Song Wan who was sketching the account book with a pen and ink as soon as she entered the room, her nose was sharply sore: "Miss, what are you doing? Is it true that you really want to give up the power of managing the house to that little whore?"

Song Wan's hands paused, and he was busy again after a while.

"Count up all the tickets and pairs of cards these days, Vanilla, go and get my dowry list."

"Miss……"

Song Wan's eyelids were flushed, and he said softly, "Nurse thinks that Lin Jiayue might manage the Hou Mansion well?"

"Naturally, she can't. She acts crazily and doesn't obey the rules. I don't know what will happen in the future."

"That's true, so I can't take charge of this house with her."

Song Wan's knuckles holding the brush turned pink, and she took a little breath to suppress her irritability.

"Who in the world knows Lin Jiayue? If there is a mistake in the head of the Marquis Mansion, I, Song Wan, will be responsible for all the mistakes. The talents and names of all the girls in the Song family cannot be corrupted by me."

"But miss, if Aunt Lin is favored by the uncle and also in charge of the family, your life will be even more difficult in the future. What age are you now? Is it possible that you will be angry with that little whore in the future?"

"Mammy don't worry."

Song Wan suppressed his thoughts: "As the saying goes, one must fall hard when climbing high."

"Concubine Jiang opened the mouth on this matter, and the Hou Mansion will not refuse. If I blindly control the feedback and make people suspicious, if I don't hand it over, let's see if Lin Jiayue has the ability to manage the family."

"It's just that after opening one or two shops, everyone thinks that she is quite talented. If I don't let her try, people will remember her merits. And no matter how good I do, others will think that Lin Jiayue can do it better."

"I'll give this opportunity, and it depends on whether she can take it."

Song Wan pressed his hand trembling with anger, and took out his dowry list and ticked it off: "Except for the quilts and furniture ornaments that I checked, all the medicinal materials, silver and field pavements will be sent to Brother's hands."

"What are you doing, Miss?"

"Tell my brother to let him buy the shops that Shangjing can afford, even if it's [-] to [-]% higher than the market price."

Although Zhao Mama still didn't understand, she was already moving.

Song Wan took out another list, which was full of expensive jewelry given to her by Concubine Yun.

The things bestowed by the palace cannot be sold without permission, and she is also reluctant to part with them, so Song Wan carefully puts them down.

It is not easy to run a family. Lin Jiayue has a small talent but has not seen the way of a gentleman. If she is in power, the Marquis Mansion will be chaotic within three months. She has to prepare for herself in advance.

After everything was sorted out, Song Wan asked Hengzhi to go to Fuhetang with her, holding the matching card box and account books in the house.When passing by Xiuta, she caught a glimpse of the eight wood carvings placed on it, picked one up and threw it out the window.

In Fuhe Hall, Mrs. Jiang and Jiang's mother were both there, and they sighed slightly when they saw Song Wan coming over with the account book.

"Good boy, I have wronged you."

Song Wan smiled and said: "What's the grievance? Now that the husband has returned to the mansion, only Wan'er can enjoy the blessings. Where did the grievance come from?"

Mrs. Jiang pursed her lips and said nothing, and Jiang's mother blushed with embarrassment.

"grandmother."

Song Wan turned his head and saw Jiang Xingjian and Lin Jiayue walking in together. Lin Jiayue smiled sweetly at her and greeted Mrs. Jiang and Jiang's mother softly.

Song Wan's eyes were indifferent, and he asked Heng Zhi to put the account book on the table.

"Concubine Jiang knew from afar in the palace that her grandson's daughter-in-law was not doing well in managing the family. Wan'er really felt ashamed. Since there are capable people in the mansion, Wan'er is happy to make way for them."

Madam Jiang looked at Lin Jiayue, who was complacent, and felt a deep pocket in her heart, which made her uncomfortable.

If this thing is really talented...

"What nonsense?"

Jiang's mother frowned tightly: "How can there be a concubine who has passed the three generations of the head of the house and let a concubine run the house? If you say it, you will think that all the female family members of my Hou's mansion are dead."

A vein twitched on Jiang Xingjian's forehead, and Mrs. Jiang sighed deeply.

"I don't know what's going on in the mansion. Wan'er, you manage the house very well. Don't worry about what people say."

Mother Jiang took Song Wan's hand and said, "Mother knows your suffering, but now the house is difficult, it's definitely not the time for you to be willful."

"It's not that Wan'er is capricious..."

"All right."

Mrs. Jiang interrupted, she raised her hand to beckon Song Wan to come forward, and said earnestly: "Your worries are well understood by your grandmother, and your mother is right in one thing. You know the difficulties in the house, so you don't do it for others, but for Grandmother has treated you as your own granddaughter for the past six years, and you can't leave the Hou Mansion alone."

Song Wan's heart was sour, and he couldn't bear to see Mrs. Jiang with gray hair on her temples.

These old ladies have really treated her very well, and she can always tell the difference between sincerity and falsehood.

"Grandmother is getting old and can't afford to worry about these trivial matters. There is no reason for two masters in a family to manage affairs, but we have to obey the mother's orders."

Mrs. Jiang said to Jiang Xingjian: "Wan'er is still in charge of the mansion. As for Aunt Lin... let her watch from the sidelines and serve as an arm for Wan'er."

Mother Jiang nodded when she heard the words: "It's so good. Aunt Lin will be of some use. In the future, I will work together with Wan'er and find some livelihoods like ice shops. It will also solve the urgent need of the Hou family."